Thread: Queen Zukin's Dream Journal

Been incredibly busy these past few days. I've now had the complete opposite problem of insomnia - I am very lucky to make it awake to 8pm.

Black Robed Men

It was the biblical end of the world, and a mixture between nazguls and dementors were stealing peoples souls. Everyone was trying to find places to hide before they came. My original plan was to hide in a hamper, but I hid in a large tote bag instead. They were like dementors in that you had to think happy memories for them not to attack you.

Photos of the other side

I was taking a photo of my friends when we noticed strange white blobs in our photos. As the days increased, these ghostly blobs became ever more prominent until they engulfed their subject in horror or something.

Moon

I made a really complicated dance to an old dance dance revolution song.

Unresponsive

Izaam ended our relationship because the distance was too much. It was a very stressful dream. I think in a seperate dream, I was at his house and he was ignoring my presence, as if giving the cold shoulder. Very sad and I was happy to wake up from that one.

A Pretty Shitty Day

I was at one of my friend's house, and they told me to come to a party they were going to tonight in an old musuem. I tagged along.

This was not a party she had brought me to.

It was a sex trafikking joint.

They seized me away and told me that they knew everything about me. They knew all of my personal information, who my friends and family were, etc.

They started raping me and told me that they had called Izam. They wanted him to believe that I was cheating on him so that he wouldn't care/investigate what was really going on, and so that they could watch as my hope for escape diminshed.

They put me right next to a window so that I could see the road. I really hoped that Izam would see through their plot, but hope quickly diminshed when I saw his car angrily drive away.

I let out a scream, wishing he could hear me.

Police Acid

My mother and I returned home to find that someone had broken into our house and had spray painted on the wall an illegible threat in German. A lot of the rooms were vandalized and the floor of one of the rooms was covered in a fine dust.

I speculated what that could be for a few minutes before Izam answered, "Police acid." Apparently, the police would spray a surface with this coating and when the coating was touched, the entire coated area would burst into flames. I couldn't think of how this would be used in a beneficial, nonmalovent way. Obviously, some thugs had stolen Police Acid and it coated the flooring in the main room.

I saw smoke beginning to smolder from the floor and knew that something had activated it. My mother started throwing water on the small fire but I knew that wouldn't help. I searched violently for the baking soda.

Originally Posted by Queen Zukin

I searched violently for the baking soda.

This gets my vote for best sentence of the year!

Well, hello again, you

I've been having a bunch of crazy dreams lately but no time to post them. I have some time today so we'll see how far I get.

Kid of the Institute

Our school was having a dance tonight, but no one knew exactly where it was in the building.

I followed some Chinese students up a set of stairs. At the very top of the stairs there was a tiny door. The Chinese students crawled through the door. The students behind me weren't too sure about this, because there wasn't a likely chance that the school dance was taking place behind a mysterious door.

My curiousity couldn't be contained, however. Screw the dance, I wanted to know what was behind this creepy door.

I lifted myself up to the door awkwardly and climbed through. I found myself in an old fashioned apartment or something...for a kid.

The hallways were really tiny, I could just make it through them. I got a sense that a kid had not only lived here, but was trapped.

I found a camera sitting on the bed. I turned it on and went through the pictures that had been taken. There were pictures of me entering the room. Fucking creepy.

Home for the weekend

My mother decided to fly me home for the weekend. This was strange, but whatever.

I wanted to hang out with Izam, but he never anserwed his damn phone. And then I was randomly hired again by a grocery store even though I was only going to be here one more day. They had switched up their cash registers and everything was super weird.

Epic Minecraft Server

Minecraft announced that they had a new server type. In this server, the evil mob spawns had completely taken over the world and most every player. The goal was to make it from point A to point B without being killed and/or found out that you were not one of them.

It was awesome because the night was a wicked purple and the server was already thriving with buildings, so it was really hard to find resources. I made a friend and he showed me how to get logs, except apparently we were on someones property and they came out to kill us.

Yellow Lady

I woke up in the bedroom of my childhood. Everything was kind of blurry but I could just barely make out a yellow woman standing in the corner of my room. Her skin was rotting and the flesh was peeling off.

Epic Field Trip

I was in high school again, and today we were going on a field trip.

As we left the school, kids pointed at the sky in amazment and fear.

I didn't realize what was going on until the school exploded. Someone had launched missiles at the school! It then got a lot worse, missiles were raining down everywhere and gunshots were being fired. Our bus was caught right in the middle of all of this. It was actually pretty scary. I wasn't sure we were going to make it out alive.

Our classmates took cover in a warehouse basement. We turned on the radio. The broadcastors said that the terrorists were actually former highschool students that wanted revenge on their town.

After the missiles and violence had stopped, I went home. Our house was fine except a part of the roof collapsed. There was a house down the street that had been completely nuked.

Moon

I was walking around a city. I came to a playground. A little girl greeted me and we swung on the swingset. I realized how beautiful the moon was today. It was on the horizon, but it was so large it was taking up nearly half the sky. Big gray moon in the clear blue sky.

Fortunately all jet lag has ceased.
Unfortunately, this means I am back to my normal sleeping pattern.

Insomnia. Insomnia. Insomnia.

One of those dreams 1

For life

I chilling at my house when my consciousness started going a little crazy. I went down to the basement, but I fell down the stairs and passed out. Apparently, I had suffered from a severe concussion or something and I nearly died.

Then I saw a tiny stuffed bear near the stairway. It turned its head creepily and slowly towards me and told me that my mother's time was about up. I ran up to her room but she had already died. I ran back downstairs and there was this creepy figure standing next to the bizarre stuffed bear. He was wearing a black cape and hood, kind of like the grim reaper, except...creepier. He had a staff.

"Please let her live!" I begged with them.

"What does it matter, your time will be up tomorrow anyways," the reaper whispered.

I begged with them more to let her live, and eventually they gave in. I at least wanted time to say good bye.

A blue carousel came from the sky and then brought her back to life.

One of those dreams 2

One of those dreams #3

Thought I could wash it away with alcohol, nope. I barely managed to sleep, and when I did, that dream again...

One of those dreams #4

I'm about to turn this fucker into a dream sign.

Vomitting Rainbow

There was a girl, who was undergoing some evil transformation. And then she started vomitting. She was vomiting the rainbow. And then she vomitted out two sharks who ate the rainbow vomit and became evil little demon dolls that I had the pleasure of running around the house trying to kill.

Pictures

My friend and I accientally found a secret room. It had some old pictures in it. I took her picture text to a painting of a soldier. On the preview in my camera, there was a ghostly figure standing next to her. Creepy.

One of those dreams #5, made right.

I'm standing outside my house. Fuck. I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't be in this country. I'm frusterated at Izam because it's Sunday and I will have to fly back to Germany today, yet he doesn't even know I'm here. Wait, that doesn't make sense. No one takes a two day excursion to the states. I must be dreaming.

I celebrate with a few flips in the air, and spend a significant amount of time flying. It was a different kind of flying though, very real and vivid. I tried to chase the birds flying in the air. When I got up too high (in space) it was very cold, and I had to come back down. I flew quickly thew hedges and houses and branches and birds.

And then I got a wonderful idea, hey, why not visit the moon?

I decided to take a dream character with me for some reason. Maybe I just wanted some company.

We linked arms and I launched off from the ground, flying higher and higher into space.

At last I had made it, but damn was it cold in space. I felt like I needed a jacket here. Orientating myself was difficult, and the dream character actually came in handy for this and helped me understand where I was. We flew up close to a few planets, I think Jupiter was one of them, but I also remember seeing a planet that was green and yellow. The earth looked strange from up here, it looked a little bit two-dimensional.

I flew towards the moon and was surprised by what I saw. There seemed to be little cities on the moon. The cities seemed to be made of stone. I flew closer to the moon, which was a bit challenging, and then landed in one of the cities with my dream character friend.

This was not as I had expected.

There seemed to be no sign of human life anywhere. It was as if all of the humans had just disappeared...

Instead, the city was now overgrown with carnivorous purple plants. The plants shot arrows at other plants! These plants were very alive, very vicious, and very brutal.

My dream character friend and I kept stepping on annoying thorns that laced the grown. They were going through our shoes.

Woke up to a skype call.

I have returned from my excursion.

Many annoying One of those dreams dreams. And a few dreams about being abducted and then needing to cut people's hands off to escape. Nothing new, just the same old dreams.

Healing

I was in a really dark auditorium that was filled with many people. Izam was sitting right next to me. On the stage before us were people dressed in black robes.

I remember getting called to go backstage for something. They were laying us down on the floor, telling us that we needed to be cleansed. I watched them draw a cross-like symbol on a girl's torso. They then lit up a match and held it near her chin while she was laying down, eyes closed. She looked like the flame was hurting her, and so I was a little bit scared for my turn. They told me not to worry.

They began drawing the symbol on my torso and I almost immediately fell into a tranquil trance. I felt like the bad emotions were evaporating from me. They whispered for me to fall back asleep...

Under the sun

I was lucid and with Izam. It was such a beautilful day outside. We were laying in the field together under a tree. The sun was shining magnificently. It felt so nice to be next to him again. I was overjoyed to feel his touch again. I was crying tears of joy, and also tears of sadness, because I didn't want to ever wake up from this.

Moth to the flame

I was semi-lucid, and was wondering around an airport or a mall. I think I must have been heavily confused and/or still drunk. I caught sight of a young man who stood out from the others. I could sense that he had more energy than a regular dream character.

Sometimes, when I am only semi-lucid, I do this creepy thing where I will start following the other dreamer where ever they go, kind of half-tranced.

So like a moth to a flame, I started following this poor boy around. He noticed I was there and tried to make some awkward small talk. I just kept following him.

The airport morphed into his highschool with me still following him.

He turned around and asked slightly paranoid, "Why are you following me?"

I thought about it for a moment. I really didn't have a clue why but something was pulling me towards him so I responded, "I just feel like I need to be here."

He was dreaming about being in school.

"You have a really nice school," I added.

"Eh, I guess. Kind of small."

"Larger than mine," I responded. I followed him into what I think was a biology class. By then I was apparently really freaking him out, so he tried to run from me. HAHA.

I followed him again. He looked exasperated.

"Why do you have a car in your school?" I asked, pointing to the car that was parked in the cafeteria.

"That's my car. I drive it when I'm not sleeping."

I smirked and let out a chuckle, but I wasn't going to explain to him why.

I had a revelation here about dream cartography here, too long to explain.

95% dreaming

This was a series of lucids and false awakenings that seemed to last forever, but was only 40 minutes. Inside the dream, I clearly remember realizing that our time spent dreaming (via time dilation) was significantly longer than our lives. For example, I could sleep 6 hours, but through all of the little dreams we don't remember, it could feel like 6 months. I felt that especially last night, and wasn't entirely sure if I was finally awake or not.

The drummer

I was lost at a festival when I noticed a guy on stage between two native American drums. He was wearing traditional clothing and had a staff in his hand. He deftly spun the staff around, hitting the two drums with precision. I was entranced by his drumming and rhythmic dancing. I really wanted to learn his skill.

Train

I was riding atop the roof of a train, bolting faster than any train ever. It ripped through desert landscapes, massive cliffs, tornado ridden valleys...A dark storm was also developing.

I thought to myself this might be a good time for a reality check, but good I really wish for anything better?

Here Again

They wanted me to work for them again. Fine. But nobody was there. Are you going to teach me again or not? So I went home.

Que Music

I was in a shop with my mother. The shop sold spiritual items. No one was manning the shop, but my mother and I were still looking around.

I was looking at a product when I heard horror music beginning to play.

"Why is it queing horror music?" I asked..."This is totally the wrong time to be playing horror music. There isn't anything horrifying about this."

So I did a reality check. Not because music was playing in my head, but because the genre of music was totally wrong.

Of course, I was able to realize that I was dreaming.

I realized it was time for me to get a goal, but I didn't know what the task of the month was. I flew through the ceiling and into the attic of the store. A lot of antiques were gathering dust.

I flew through the roof and into space, looking for an adventure.

And holy hell, was it cold. This happened last time I flew into space as well. Within the solar system it is bearable, but once I fly past that it's penetratingly cold. It's not just cold...It's...hard to describe. It's as if the cold sinks under your skin and you can feel your toes beginning to become frostbitten.

I tried to land on a planet, but I became unproportionally too big. I saw the coordinates of the planet and vividly remember seeing the number 17. I was losing grip the planet too fast since I was too big. It turned and spun under my weight.

I flew back to Earth to get a jacket, thinking that I could perhaps trick my mind into thinking I could be warm. I heard my father yelling at my mother for turning the heat back on. I wasted some time inside the house, amusing myself with physics, before waking up.

I'm recurrently having dream where my sister upload music onto my computer or something. And I decide to listen to music and specifically track 15. It links to youtube and the song is beautiful I love it. The song is quite pink.

Distance...

I was going on a trip with my friend, and we thought we would stop at a market in Austria. It was kind of late, but it was a party night so there were some people there.

The store was ironically an austrian version of the store that my boyfriend works at. Someone had a heart attack in the fruit department so I rushed over to help.

I saw Izam standing in the crowd watching. We met eyes, but it was strange...

I felt like I shouldn't go and say hi to him...or rush into his arms as I normally would have...As if I would annoy him or something...

It was as if we had grown too apart :\

What I could barely even call a keyboard broke. No sufficient access to computer, also when I move cities in Germany might not have internet for 4 months. For now will have to mobile update when I can.

erzählen

Update: I'v had many great lucids, hopefully I'll have the means to write them here soon.

God of the solar system
Shared dream with Izam
Through the mirror
Fighting with minds

No Dream

I was in the grocery store picking up a few items for dinner. Then, I saw Izam. I couldn't believe what my eyes were seeing.

"This...has to be a dream," I whispered, standing in front of him.

"This is no dream," he whispered back.

"Finally..." I whispered, and kissed his lips.